Random Thoughts

Originally uploaded by * Toshio *.

It has occurred to me that I have taken public transit whilst carrying a dead chicken before. Granted the chicken was cooked and in a bowl, but still - there is nothing odd about it. not at all.

A monk asked Kegon, "How does an enligthtened one return to the ordinary world?" Kegon replied, "A broken mirror never reflects again; fallen flowers never go back to the old branches."

A broken mirror still reflects; it is no longer one image of a single location, instead it reflects tiny little bits of everything around it, covering more ground than it ever could in one piece. The images aren't connected and so lose cohesion, but if one can fill in the gaps between the scattered reflections one would be able to see much more than with an unbroken glass. Fallen flowers sink into the earth and are absorbed into the same plant that they bloomed upon, rejoining the very branches they fell from, time and time again. There is nothing ordinary about the world.

Catfish is chortling along, we once again are starting to spill over into the too many bands zone, but I want it that way. I'm going out poster slathering tomorrow, then I need to do resume stuff. icky, but I'm excited about maybe working for a landscaping company or something - I can dig!! yeah, other work abounds, but I want outside right now and I want the hair to stay green, so that limits it somewhat. Things I'm letting slide are dancing, wayang kulit, computer stuff and that's about it. Not so bad.

my mother's coming on the twelth of august for a couple weeks. Hopefully there will be minimal explosions and maximum scrabble playing.